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Post by Spitball on Dec 31, 2011 16:26:02 GMT -5
"Ran into Racetrack my first day here, actually," she said with a wide grin. "I think we're bound to get along. I'm rather excited to meet this brother of yours!"
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Post by Ershey on Dec 31, 2011 16:46:29 GMT -5
"Aw, Race is fun," smiled Ershey affectionately. "My brother usually likes to do surprise visits, so I'm sure you'll see him. How about the boys, hm? See anyone you like?" She smirked at her teasingly.
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Post by Spitball on Dec 31, 2011 17:21:36 GMT -5
At this, Spitball wrinkled her nose, laughing.
"Nooo, no," she waved her hands about, "I'm not a swift one, not when it comes to these things, not when it comes to the male species. Usually these things have to bop me on the nose first."
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Post by Ershey on Dec 31, 2011 17:22:54 GMT -5
"Well, just let me know if you see someone that's worthy of your attention," she teased. "Oh! And speaking of boys, you have to meet Mush too."
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Post by Spitball on Dec 31, 2011 17:23:37 GMT -5
"Oh, you will certainly know," she replied with a suggestive waggle of her eyebrows.
"Mush is your beau, yes?"
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Post by Ershey on Dec 31, 2011 17:29:36 GMT -5
"Yes," she chuckled softly, nodding. "Have you seen him around yet?"
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Post by Spitball on Dec 31, 2011 17:33:15 GMT -5
"No, but I insist that you tell me everything," Spitball insisted, leaning forward with her usual wide-eyed gaze, hiding a grin. "What is he like? What does he look like? How did you meet? And, for my sake, who here isn't taken?"
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Post by Ershey on Dec 31, 2011 17:54:19 GMT -5
"Calm down, Spitball!" laughed Ershey, shaking her head at her friend. "Let's see.. I was working a late shift at Tibby's and he came in looking for food. Turns out he lives here too, we've just been missing each other, I guess. But he's great, really... he makes me happy."
She couldn't help but laugh, however, at Spitball's last comment. "Isn't taken? That's rare around here," she smirked. "But there's a couple floating around."
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